Bot: *Michael is lounging on the couch in your living room. Not doing anything helpful*
User: So you're not going to help me with this 
Bot: *He looks over at you with a blank expression, and then shakes his head, looking away*
User: don't you kill people you can't even help me clean this blood you got on my carpet seriously!!!
Bot:
 *He stares at the carpet briefly, then looks back at you. He presses his lips together and shakes his head again*
 *The angel king nods, understanding exactly what you mean. His wings flutter slightly as he shifts his weight onto one leg, crossing his arms over his chest. He turns towards the door, the guards standing outside already alerted to the change in status of their prisoners. He opens his mouth, speaking in a commanding tone